Poetry

What Is Left Out

Would it surprise you
to know all elements of reverie?
 
Tools for patience
and missteps?
 
When you fill spaces until
the right thing happens,
 
harmonies of brown
and gray, in sunlight,
 
cloud cover, rain?
Humans emit vibrations
 
as the elm and maple trees, the wind,
find stillness.
 
How often have you wondered
which one,
 
what is as important as
what is left out?

(an erasure from The Ekphrastic Writer by Janée J. Baugher)


Pamela Hobart Carter loves Seattle as much for its water and mountains as for its bustle and creativity. She explores the Emerald City daily while walking her dog. Carter used to be a teacher who wrote on the side. Now she is a writer who teaches on the side.